Bracelets

I wrote this after I told on my friend because she was cutting herself. We are still friends today. Please, if someone you know is harming themselves, tell your school counselor.

You start playing with your bracelets again That's when I notice you're wearing too many Hiding won't work now I'm smarter then I was then You're trying to cover up the truth But the bracelets slip I don't say anything I've already tried I just can't help you anymore Remember fourth grade? We used to tell each other everything Now we are separated by the scars you carve on your arm

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I absolutely love when you say that there are "too many" bracelets on her arm. That part, to me, really stuck out and struck a soft spot in my heart. The only thing that I would recommend, which you really don't need at all, is to make the ending a bit less blunt. I already knew what the poem was about when I was halfway through, and felt that when you said the scars on her arm was a "captain obvious" moment. That's just my opinion, though; I like to keep poetry a lit... (more »)